Ubiquitous Cell Phones
Privacy's a luxury of the past;
ubiquitous cell phones took it away,
it was far too fragile ever to last.
We record everything the neighbors say,
though we once spoke civilly face-to-face;
ubiquitous cell phones took that away.
The internet is a chaotic place
where likes are competing to be your friend;
though we once spoke civilly face-to-face.
People shun reality, for pretend:
life morphs into fantasy on the net,
where trolls and bullies feel free to offend.
A.I. poses an even greater threat,
humanity's cloth begins to unweave;
life morphs into fantasy on the net.
In the internet world of make-believe,
privacy's a luxury of the past.
Humanity's cloth begins to unweave;
it was far too fragile ever to last.
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